The Best Poetry Books of 2015

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Heaven, Rowan Ricardo Phillips  (FSG)

Phillips’ Heaven seems to contain everything under the sun — from allusions to Frost and Stevens (“It does not not get you quite wrong”) to ODB — and yet I think I could pick one of his poems out of the sky. If, for Kafka, Heaven is the impossibility of crows, then for Phillips it is the possibility of this impossibility. This is to say that the Heaven is undogmatic yet perfectly whole.